Expectations.

One of my BFFs was celebrating a milestone birthday.  A jaunt to Tuscany was out of the question, so a group of us met at a Hampton Inn just 45 minutes away.

Our tiny hotel room could not accommodate a swinging bathroom door on a hinge, so to save space, the door was on sliders.  Our window looked out onto a highway off-ramp.  Someone commented that the room was actually quite large by cruise-ship standards.

We gabbed and laughed and ate microwaved appetizers.  We never set an alarm or got a wake up call.  Nothing we did the next day was pre-planned or required reservations.

We came home refreshed and feeling like we had spent far more than 24-hours away.

And while a trip to Tuscany might’ve been lovely, it would’ve also been fraught with jet lag, high-hopes and must-sees.

Having no expectations was the key to our magical getaway.  Something to remember during this holiday season of “too much.”

 

One thought on “Expectations.

  1. Love this, Paige! We could be anywhere, or nowhere, or in a parking lot, and I would come away feeling happy and so incredibly thankful for the friendships that I hold so dear. XOXO

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